The confession of an overgrown kid!

I was talking to my brother a few days back. He was temming me about his classmates cheat this gullible CD seller. I dunno why, but all of a sudden it reminded me of this little incident that happened to me when i was about ten years old.......

It was a period where i was so young and innocent, that i could'nt distinguish the goo from the bad. It was also a period where the "CRICKET PLAYER STATS CARDS" were a huge craze. Just like how pokemon cards and tazos are a craze today. That time, a cricket card was free with every pack of BIG FUN bubble gum and CENTER FRESH chewing gum. I was so crazy about them that at a particular point i had collected nearly three hundred of those cards! I have no clue as to where all of them are now though.

One day, i went to this small shop near my house to get the bubble gum and the card that goes along with it. I go to that particular shop because thats the only place where the shop keeper allows the kid to choose the card.

I walked up to him and gave him the money and asked for a big fun. He produced the gum and a bunch of cards and said "Choose a card soon". He turned his back towards me to arrange something on the shelf. And at that instant, i dunno what got into me, instead of taking jus the one card that i ought to, i silently took around 4 cards, placed the remaining cards on the table and took off.

I was so thrilled and happy that i had four extra cards and i could show off to all my friends at school. I went home and started admiring my collection again. But then something at the bottom of my hearts slowly started pricking me. The feeling grew exponentially and i became so guilty that i started shivering.

I dint know what to do. I was filled with horror and disgust. I knew i had done a huge mistake. I was begining to differentiate the good from the bad. I had to do something....

So went back to the shop again. I had those extra cards in my pocket. I bought another Big Fun. The shop Keeper gave me the bunch of cards. I pretended to be selecting and i slowly slipped the cards i stole into the pack. I dint take a card for the gum i bought so as to punish myself for what i did.

I walked out of the shop relieved and with my head high in the air. I knew i was on the right path and that what i did was the right thing. That day made me look at everything in a different angle..... I however still feel guilty and more that anything, sorry for that gullible shopkeeper because who knows hom many kids have stolen cards from him and how many have been good enough to return it back??!

Dead End...

Sometimes, on the path of life, we might seem to have taken the wrong turns, the wrong routes... but somehow we might find our way back on to the right track. But in my case, i seem to have come to a dead in the road. I dunno when i took a wrong turn, I dunno how i got here.. But all i know is that i am here right now, facing this collosal wall in front of me, which i am unable to surmount. There is no turning back because the path back is dark and foggy. i am afraid i might lose my way again.... my only chance is to break this wall... somehow.... i cant endure this... I am left with two choices... either i can take a sledge hammer(read money) and break this wall into pieces and make my own path... or i can dig anad go past the wall right under it. I am left with only the latter choice... and the worst part is, i dunno where to dig! It will take a long long time to dig my way under the wall... seeems like shawshank redemption lol... and i dont even have a rock hammer lol.... i am not tim robbins either.... so i am gonna use my hands, my bare hands.... and try conquering this wall.... might take a long time.... but i am not turning back... i am gonna win... no matter what